Its legal in NE. Here in scottsbluff they are afraid of "blood in the streets" with the new CCW so most places have a sign prohibiting the carrying of a gun. We also have alot of Barney Fife cops that might have a shit fit if they see a gun. If you cant hide it somehow then leave it in the vehicle. Or just do a good job of hiding. However i dont condone such activity...

Whiskey Creek is a national franchise, they have decent food as such, but it isn't anything you can't find anywhere else. Most all towns in Nebraska of say more than 10,000 pop. will have a local steakhouse, usually located on the main street somewhere. I would assume there is one in Scottsbluff.

Most of these steakhouses, while they may not look like all that much from the outside, are generally fairly nice inside and are considered fine dining by the locals. So don't show up in the evening in jeans and a t-shirt if you don't want to look like a uncouth, out-of-towner, slob. Trust me, I have learned this the hard way more than a few times. One the other hand, attire shouldn't be an issue during lunch.

Also can't go wrong with chicken-fried steak at any local cafe as well.

As for open carry issue, it is local thing. Depends on where you are in Nebraska. Some places it may get you into trouble, especially the further east you go.

Most of these steakhouses, while they may not look like all that much from the outside, are generally fairly nice inside and are considered fine dining by the locals. So don't show up in the evening in jeans and a t-shirt if you don't want to look like a uncouth, out-of-towner, slob.

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There was another place that I can't remember the name of. I can't even remember what town in was in, although Fairbury comes to mind. Anyway it was in a town about the size of Fairbury. It was the only restaurant we could find, so we walk in wearing shorts and t-shirts. The host (maitre d' is guess you could call him) gives us this sort of dirty look and asks us if we have a reservation. We look around the place and there is nobody there. So we sort of stare back at him confused and ask him if we need one, not really knowing if he is being serious or not. I think I remember him giving a sigh and then walking us over to a table and seating us. The place tried to put on a good show and on the surface looked pretty swank for a town of less than 5,000, although I remember the table cloths being vinyl not linen. Oh well, the food and prices were fairly decent.